Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 772

Sebastian didn't doubt it and immediately leaned over.

Then Bonnie barks and kisses him on the cheek, "This, is my thank you gift!"

Although only a slapdash kiss, Sebastian's eyes obscured a few points, and the knot in his throat unconsciously rolled up and down.

Look at Bonnie's eyes, all become hot.

But when he intended to kiss Bonnie, he was stopped by Bonnie.

"I'm having my period." Bonnie smiled wickedly, "You don't want to play this exciting, do you?"

Sebastian: "......"

Of course he couldn't do such a beastly thing.

And Bonnie took hold of this and hooked his neck again, making several kisses.

Just as she was about to kiss again, Sebastian squeezed her shoulder, his tone a little threatening, "Bonnie, if you keep this up, I might actually want to leave it alone."

Bonnie's long, slender eyelashes trembled lightly and she immediately retreated into the blanket.

Sebastian then went to the bathroom and took a cold shower.

Because of the inability to soak in the spa, Sebastianspent the afternoon in the room with Bonnie.

Bonnie, on the other hand, took a nap and when she opened her eyes, it was already dark.

"It's fucked, what time is it!" Bonnie hurriedly climbed to her feet.

Sebastian was sitting at a table not far away, reading papers, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, a svelte and defeated look.

But the voice was gentle, "It's only 6:30, our appointment with the partner is at 8:00, it's too late."

After a pause, he looked up at Bonnie again, "I ordered the meal and it should be here soon."

Almost as soon as the words were out of my mouth, dinner was served.

Eric gave George a disgusted look, "You actually work out?"

"Of course! I'm a fitness expert," George craned his neck in triumph, "Did you see my eight-pack abs when you were in the hot tub with me?"

Eric bristled, "I'm not a pervert, why look at a man."

"That's too bad, you're missing out on a beautiful man with an excellent body and face." George shook his head.

But after a pause, he tugged Eric's hand straight through again, "But I'm in a good mood today, so you're allowed to touch it now."

Before Eric could react, his hand was pressed and probed into George's loosely fitting bathrobe.

Eight solid abs with a warm touch, scared Eric and ass on fire, quickly shake off the hand, and then directly run out!

In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

"Tsk, no worldly look." George shook his head and went back to his soup.